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Weezy Baby
The fireman
come
I'm back
That's right
Birdman!
I'm back
Put
ya,
I
put
ya
don't do
now
I'm the
Fireman
Fire,
F-Fireman
I got
that fire
I'm hollering
I got
that fire
come and try me
and
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
Ain't
nobody
with me
man,
Heatman
Ski mask
spending
next weeks
cash,
he
fast
And
I
don't even
need a
G
pass,
I'm
past that
I'm
passing 'em out
now
and
you
can't have that
And
my
chain
Toucan Sam
that
Tropical
colors,
you
can't match that
Gotta be
abstract
You
catch my girl
open,
better that
Don't be
surprised
if
she
ask
where the cash at
I see
she wearing
them jeans
that
show
her butt
My
girls
can't wear
that,
why?
That's where
my
at
I
put my
mack
down,
that's where
you
lack at
She
need
her candle lit
and
I'mma
wax that
I
rekindled the
flame
She
remembered
the name
It's
Weezy
Baby,
January
December
the same
Mama
gimme the
brain,
mama
gimme the
guts
'Cause
I'm the
fireman,
you hear
the fire truck
I'm the
Fireman
Fire,
F-Fireman
I got
that fire
I'm hollering
I got
that fire
come and try me
and
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
Fresh
on campus
it's
the Birdman
Junior
Money
too
long,
teachers
put away
ya
rulers
Raw tune
not
a cartoon
No
shirt,
tattoos,
and
some
war wounds
Sexy
I'm hot
but
the car
cool
She
that's a
carpool
Been
in that
water
since
a
youngin
you
just
shark food
Quick Draw
McGraw
I
went
to
art school
Yeah
the lights is
bright
but
I got
a
short fuse
Don't
snooze
Been
handling
the game
so long
my thumbs
bruised
Ya
new girlfriend
is
old news
You
ain't got
enough green
and
she
so blue
yeah
Cash
Money
Records:
where
dreams
come true
Everything
is easy
baby,
leave it up to
Weezy Baby
Put
it
in the pot
Let it
steam,
let it
brew
Now,
watch
it
melt;
don't burn yourself
I'm the
Fireman
Fire,
F-Fireman
I got
that fire
I'm hollering
I got
that fire
come and try me
and
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
Riding
by myself
Well
really,
not really
So
heavy
in the trunk
make
the car
pop
a wheelie
Who?
Weezy
Baby,
you
call
me
'Young
Baby'
My
money
360,
you
only
180
Half of the
game
too
lazy
Still
sleeping on
me
but
I'm,
'bout to
wake 'em
Yep!
I'm
'bout to
take 'em
to
New Orleans
and
bake 'em
Yeah,
it's
hot
down
here,
take a walk
with
Satan,
yeah
Come on
mama,
let the
Carter
make
ya
You
like
a
fruit
salad,
strawberry
grape
ya
They
ball
when
they
can
and
I'm
ballin'
by nature
Addicted to
the game
like
Jordan
and
Payton
Y'all
in the race
and
me
I'm
at the finish line
Been
running
for
too long
it's
time
to
gimme mine
Straight down
your chimney
in
your
living
room:
it's I
Weezy
allergic to
wintertime
I'm the
Fireman
Fire,
F-Fireman
I got
that fire
I'm hollering
I got
that fire
come and try me
and
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
You can
spark it up
and
I'mma
put you out
Yeah,
I-I-I-I
got 'em
I-I-I-I
got 'em
A-A.B.
I got
'em
A-A.D.
I got
'em
Yeah,
A-Slim
I got
'em
Yeah,
don't worry
Don't worry
I'mma
put you out